Alain Bu looked behind him, Tuan Feng was walking towards them, uneasiness and doubt hanging over his face. Terrorist incidents have happened one after another, and I believe it will be difficult for him to relax.

"It's hard work, your people did it, right?" His tone was a little more polite than before.

Neither of them spoke, because they didn't know the details, so they planned to acquiesce.

"Thankfully, there were no other casualties." Tuan Feng's next sentence was a bit of a complaint, "Based on the danger of this kind of emergency, you should inform me before you act." ”

"No way, if we don't, we won't be able to subdue the prisoners, and we didn't expect them to do that." Now it is barely explained, Alain Butikazi has become accustomed to taking the blame in the past, "I'm sorry." ”

"Anyway, it's really good that it's okay."

"Wait, how were the hostages taken hostage?" Yang Qingnan suddenly asked.

"I also rushed there when I received the shouts of the crowd, and according to eyewitnesses, they were staying in the harbor at the time, and they happened to encounter the prisoner who was arguing with the crew, and after the persuasion failed, the knife was held to the throat."

It was a fortuitous event, and because of the status of the butlers and servants who served Ladd, people would pay significantly more attention to them, so once an incident occurred, everyone present would immediately notice.

After that, Tuan Feng rushed to the scene as soon as possible to persuade the brutal kidnappers. Yang Qingnan thought that the reason why he didn't find out about the case in time was because his mind was chaotic at that time.

"Have you settled those two well?"

"I heard that the mental state is not very good, after all, this is the first time this kind of thing has happened." Tuan Feng paused, "But I received a little skin trauma, so there is basically no problem." ”

"Well, I'll go see them."

"I'm not going." Alain Bu sniffed and said, "I'm more concerned about the guy who is with Kazi, what the hell is going on." ”

Yang Qingnan's gaze swept over the buildings they drifted to in the distance, and in just ten minutes, the lives of the townspeople calmed down again, as if they had just watched a ridiculous farce, even if they still had a place in their minds, they only served as after-dinner conversations.

The damn wicked got what they deserved, and that's the best outcome for them, right? Combined with the previous two major casualties, the degree of impact is gradually degraded, what kind of great and cruel conspiracy is hidden behind this series of events?

The second floor of Ladd's house was temporarily unoccupied, but there was no dissatisfaction with the housekeepers and servants who were accustomed to living on the first floor. Ladd left behind a huge sum of money that would be enough for them to spend the rest of their lives carefree.

Yang Qingnan stood by the dry fish pond through the glass altar and stared, the house had no owner, which was equivalent to losing its soul. The last time he met the butler, he said that he planned to stay here for a while, but today he showed up at the docks, carrying his packed things and preparing to leave here, so did he change his mind?

"Lao Zheng!" He patted the butler on the shoulder, and the latter's hand holding the kettle shook a little, and the full water almost spilled on the ground, "Why do you suddenly have the interest to come to the garden to water the flowers?" ”

"You, how do you know my surname is Zheng?"

Yang Qingnan smiled and said, "Knowingly asking, didn't you tell me?" ”

"Yes, yes? Maybe it's old, right? Steward Zheng walked to the edge of the arched wooden frame, lifted the kettle and watered a piece of firecracker flowers that were full of red bloom.

Yang Qingnan deliberately didn't mention what had just happened, so as not to evoke that unforgettable memory, presumably he came here to water the flowers to distract himself. However, the heavy psychological trauma it caused is not something that can be forgotten if you want to, even the old housekeeper with strong psychological quality.

Just imagine, if it happened to him, probably he would never forget it for the rest of his life. Until now, the initial amount of cash that Yang Qingnan owes his classmates still remains in his heart, like a deep imprint on his face.

He also tried to think back and think that he had done nothing wrong at the time. Borrowing his parents' money is borrowing, borrowing from friends is also borrowing, borrowing classmates' money or borrowing, he is more willing to borrow his classmates' money than the first two, it is best that both parties do not know each other, after the precipitation of time, it may develop into a painstaking and unforgettable fate.

Maybe one day when the two sides walk on the street and just look at each other, they will recognize each other very deeply. The worst outcome is to be chased by one of them.

"Ah, that's great, I also want to live in such a big house, sleep until the sun shines on my buttocks every day, and go out to play basketball and walk the dog when I'm free." This is what he said in his heart, but it's a pity that he didn't have that kind of life.

"Hehe, this way of living is actually not interesting at all."

The housekeeper hunched over and picked up a sunflower that had been knocked over by the wind and rain, and Yang Qingnan helped him fill the kettle with water. He brought a hoe and asked the butler to carefully turn over the floating soil on the ground, revealing the flower seedlings below.

Ever wanted to get out of here? He couldn't ask that. If Steward Zheng really had this kind of thought, he would have left a long time ago and never come back, so why wait until today?

"Qingnan, if it were you, would you choose to live in such a house, or go back to your hometown to live with your family?" Lao Zheng's mouth moved, and he didn't face him squarely.

Burst! You've hit my sore spot.

Yang Qingnan couldn't respond properly, because this was a problem he should have considered but didn't want to consider, and it was difficult to think about it now. Looking back on the past, I chose to rebel to the end, not obeying my parents' wishes, and only according to my own ideas, although the relationship cannot be described as a quarrel as soon as we meet, but even if I live under the same roof, I feel that a few words are superfluous.

There is an old saying that sooner or later the fallen leaves will return to their roots, and one day he will also embark on the journey home.

"Go home, there's no place like home."

The old butler was silent, and the little green flower seedlings burst into life in his hands, dyeing the surrounding land green. Yang Qingnan stood quietly beside him, maybe he was like himself, carefully considering this seemingly complicated issue.

Understood, he finally understood. Now he has no doubts, and his thinking is clearer than before, like he has been drinking a cocktail for five years, only to learn that it is only mixed with fruit wine.

There were guests in the house, and Nanny Hu was greeting her in the hall, when Yang Qingnan heard Alan Bu's voice. He was the only one who came, so he must have come to find me, Yang Qingnan thought so, so without waiting for Xiaohu to come and inform, he returned to the living room through the back door of the garden.